LOOK WHO’S TALKING … ABOUT SLUSHY
Why Pick On Me?
Chicago’s newest rock music blog found a copy of All The Rad Dudes in their girlfriends’ bedside drawer and decided to review it:
Think sunglasses and the beach, record stores and good, cheap food. Think minimal drums keeping time under reverb-laden Fender amps and warm double-tracked vocals. “All The Rad Dudes” is a happy collection of simple songs about simple fun stuff, from having a crush to hanging out with pals and loving The Beatles.
One Kind Radio
One Kind Radio picked up on All The Rad Dudes after it was release via our bandcamp. Here’s what they had to say:
With their latest release ‘All The Rad Dudes’ you can get your fill of some killer songs that will have you boppin’ around the city all night long… The 8 tracks on this release will get your body movin’ and groovin’.
The ladies of the Bott Blog caught Slushy at our wild Subterranean show that also featured our buddies Magic Milk, The Bingers and Uh Bones, and provided some pretty extensive coverage of the evening.
It’s feel good music you can wiggle your ass to while still head banging it out a bit. Also who wouldn’t love a band named after America’s favorite cool treat?
Loud Loop Press
Chicago mainstay Loud Lood Press featured the Subterranean show as its “Daily Diversion” pick, and featured Slushy as the primo reason to go.
On their new record, All The Rad Dudes, which officially drops today, Slushy impresses with a retro ’60s garage slacker vibe.
West Loop Wanderings
Bill Motchan writes the West Loop Wandersings blog over at the Chicago Journal, in which he details his encounters wandering around the West Loop. We were wandering around that neighborhood as well following our taping on Chica-Go-Go when Bill spotted us with our guitars.
A few minutes ago, I think I may have raised my Chicago street cred-hip ratio up a few degrees. I had a chance encounter with Slushy, the local rock-bubble gum-sun slop-pop punk band.
I was walking down Jackson just west of the very non-touristy-but-certainly punk Chinese Yum Yum when I ran into Chris Kramer and Brent Zmrhal, AKA Slushy. They were carrying electric guitars and a tambourine, as rad dudes do in the neighborhood.
Wind City Rock
Gene from Windy City Rock showed up at Favorite Records on sweaty Sunday afternoon in the middle of Hozac Blackout Fest to catch Slushy, Fungi Girls and Real Numbers. Seems like he wasn’t disappointed.
If ever there was a band that should go back in time and play a show at Kiddieland, it’s Slushy. Their sunny melodies and Kramer’s soft, excited vocals almost require funnel cake and lemonade.
Sweet Stuff Chicago
Bryan at Sweet Stuff is responsible for those great looking videos of Slushy at the Burlington from last December. He caught our show at the Empty Bottle with TRMRS and The Bingers. Here’s what he had to say:
I love these guys. They are a two piece lofi pop group that sing songs so seriously catchy that you will be singing them long after they’ve left the stage.
The fine folks over at Captain’s Dead stumbled on our song Wrong Words and fell in love right away:
Self-described as bubblegum pop, the fact is they write quality lo-fi pop music and have a pretty goddamn catchy sound.
Well, just a little. BV did a little write-up on Mark Sultan’s tour, and since it was published the same day as his Chicago show, Slushy got a one-word mention, and a tag.
Joe from Chicago Garage interviewed Slushy after he saw us kill it at the Empty Bottle in April opening for Half Rats, Heavy Cream and Ty Segall.
Slushy’s “Wrong Words” recalls The Point’s “All My Life” with its early 60s structure and 80s sentiment. … For Slushy at their best, check out the bubblegum pop of “I Wanna Die Young,” or the Ramonesy “SF Gals.”
Bully in the Hallway
Billy from Bully in the Hallway interviewed Slushy to prep for and promote our Halloween, 2011 show where Slushy and Uh Bones teamed up to play the songs of the Velvet Underground & Nico.
I really like his deceptively intricate pop/punk song writing, and he’s got one of the best and most natural singing voices I’ve heard in a long time.